Chapter 557 - 504: The Tables Have Turned

Chapter 557: Chapter 504: The Tables Have Turned

"Father, Fellow Daoist Chu has replied."

Before Xu Changqing could finish speaking, an invisible force snatched the Sound Transmission Order from his hand. Chu Mu’s message then rang out, echoing throughout the array for all to hear.

When the message faded, all the Nascent Soul Cultivators sank into contemplation. As the saying goes, every art requires a specialist. Even for exalted Nascent Soul Cultivators, they could only stare helplessly if a problem didn’t fall within their specific Dao of expertise.

After all, a person’s energy, even that of a Cultivator, was extremely limited.

Mastering any one of the Hundred Skills of Cultivation Immortal required talent, as well as immense resources and energy for research.

Those who could master a Cultivation Immortal Technique while also maintaining rapid advancement in their own Cultivation were exceptionally rare.

The current situation was a perfect example of this.

As they heard the message clearly describe the Twelve Earthly Fiend Array, the Nascent Soul Cultivators fell into thought. A moment later, before Xu Lingtian had reacted, the Celestial Yin Ancestor beside him frowned and spoke slowly.

The Celestial Yin Ancestor suddenly spoke up. "This boy... is he hinting at something?"

At his words, all the Nascent Soul Cultivators turned to the silent Xu Lingtian. Though none of them spoke, the question in their gazes was clear.

The sound transmission was no secret to the Nascent Soul Cultivators inside the array, and it was certainly no secret to the six Chen Family Nascent Soul Ancestors outside of it.

The incoming message was utterly transparent to them.

All eyes converged on Chen Xuanling, their Array Dao Nascent Soul.

Qing Cang Ancestor asked, "Xuanling, what does this boy mean?"

"This boy’s skill in the Array Dao is not low, and he has a profound understanding of this array."

Chen Xuanling frowned, his expression grave. "And I feel that this sound transmission isn’t merely describing the array, but is instead...’"

He trailed off, pausing with a hint of confused hesitation.

"No, that’s not it!"

Suddenly, as if he had figured something out, Chen Xuanling snapped his head up. "It’s the blood sacrifice!"

"That boy is telling them the Array-Breaking Technique!"

"By using Blood Qi to assault the Grand Array, he can use their own hands to throw it into chaos! It will break on its own without a direct attack!"

As soon as he said this, everyone’s expression changed drastically.

And at that very moment, inside the array, it was as if their minds were linked—Xu Lingtian also came to a sudden realization.

As he looked up sharply, his gaze met the grave stares of the Chen Family’s Nascent Soul Cultivators outside. Their eyes locked for an instant. Xu Lingtian then sent a flurry of sound transmissions weaving through the array, and the faces of the trapped Nascent Soul Cultivators lit up with delight.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

In that instant, it was as if both sides were of one mind. The terrifying power, which had subsided during the stalemate, erupted once more under the influence of that message!

"Profound Nether, Celestial Yin, with me! Hold them back! The rest of you, activate the blood sacrifice and break this array!"

Inside the array, Xu Lingtian roared and thrust a finger forward. A torrent of Sword Dao Magical Power, as vast as a celestial river pouring from the heavens, flooded into the body of the Soldier Puppet. Simultaneously, several other Nascent Soul Cultivators struck, pouring their own terrifying Magical Power into the puppet.

Outside the array, the six Chen Family Nascent Soul Cultivators all had grave expressions. Their Magical Power surged as they braced for impact.

They had spent countless resources and many years of planning to lay this monumental trap. It was supposed to eliminate the scourge of the Vast Sea in one fell swoop, solving their predicament of troubles both at home and abroad.

And yet now, simply because of a measly Golden Core Cultivator, their plans were repeatedly thrown into disarray!

"If that boy is not killed, he will become a monstrous threat to our family!"

"Once this is over, I will hunt that boy to the ends of the earth to kill him!"

Qing Cang Ancestor’s face was grim as he snapped with uncharacteristic impatience:

"After this is over, I will personally take action to capture him!"

"For now, focus on holding them back!"

"This plan cannot fail!"

After Qing Cang Ancestor finished speaking, the other Chen Family Nascent Soul Cultivators had no choice but to swallow their anger.

However, this renewed stalemate lasted only for a moment before a sudden change occurred.

The Soldier Puppet, which had been as motionless as a statue, suddenly began to tremble. The crisscrossing network of Array Prohibition veins was clearly affected by this vibration; the bloody light flickered unsteadily, and the trembling intensified. Many of the Array Prohibition Inscriptions even began to separate and shatter.

With this development, the tables turned. The circumstances and expressions of those inside and outside the array reversed once more.

"The Blood Evil Array is absorbing Blood Qi on its own!"

Chen Xuanling’s voice was frantic. "It’s the Blood Qi being generated from the killing in the city!"

"We have to cut off the source of the Blood Qi! If the slaughter continues, the accumulated Blood Qi will destroy this array!"

At these words, the gloom on everyone’s faces deepened even further.

"Send the order! Tell our family’s disciples in the city to stop the slaughter... and protect the Loose Cultivators!"

Qing Cang Ancestor’s voice was grim, his expression unbelievably foul.

None of the Chen Family’s Nascent Soul Cultivators spoke another word, their faces so dark they could drip ink.

"Hahahaha..."

"Hahaha, old thief Qing Cang, so you have a day like this too!"

"This is a classic case of lifting a rock only to smash your own foot!"

At this point, laughter echoed ceaselessly from within the array. The Nascent Soul Cultivators couldn’t suppress their wild, unrestrained cackles.

Although the Chen Family’s Nascent Soul Cultivators had halted the blood sacrifice effect of the Grand Array, the change in the Blood Qi within it could not escape the perception of those trapped inside.

Now, a series of undisguised sound transmissions shot out from within the Grand Array, sent by the trapped Nascent Soul Cultivators and landing in the ears of the Golden Core Cultivators from the various factions in the city.

"Kill! Slaughter the Cultivators in the city! Use their Blood Qi to break the array!"

"Disciples of the Nine Heavens Sect, heed my order! Slay the Cultivators in the city and break the array with their Blood Qi! When I am free, you will all be richly rewarded!"

"Disciples of Profound Nether, hear my command..."

As one Nascent Soul Decree after another descended, the entire city was left stunned and utterly bewildered.

The aggressive Chen Family Cultivators had been on an unstoppable rampage, clearing out all non-Chen Family Cultivators while painstakingly accumulating Blood Qi for the Grand Array.

The other factions, suffering defeat after defeat, were gathering the city’s Loose Cultivators—any power they could muster—to resist the Chen Family, trying to save their own lives while searching for a way to break the array and escape.

But now, with these Nascent Soul Decrees...

The killers were now ordered to protect and avoid bloodshed.

Those being slaughtered were now ordered to kill and create a bloodbath...

For a moment, the storm of blood and gore in the city came to a bizarre standstill. The Golden Core Cultivators of all factions looked toward the city center as a flurry of bewildered sound transmissions filled the air, cautiously asking their respective Nascent Soul Ancestors if these Decrees were real...

The answer was an unequivocal yes.

Inside the array, the smiles of the trapped Nascent Soul Cultivators grew wilder, verging on mockery.

Outside the array, the expressions of the Chen Family’s Nascent Soul Cultivators were, without exception, utterly foul. They felt as nauseated as if they had just swallowed a fly.

They had personally arranged this perfect kill-trap with their own hands. But now, not only had it become their greatest weakness, it was being exploited by the enemy to be used against them!

Was there anything in this world more sickening than their current situation?

Nothing at all!

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